Category: Religion

Do you know what love is? It’s a hot bath. What happens to things when you leave them in a bath for too long? Huh? They get soft; fall apart. […] It’s a war, baby: this life. The things we endure. You said you saw the future and it’s an apocalypse. Who survives that? The lovers? Or the fighters? They sell us this lie that love is gonna save us. […] Love isn’t gonna save us… it’s what we have to save. Pain makes us strong enough to do it. All our scars, our anger, our despair: it’s armor. Baby, god loves the sinners best ’cause our fire burns bright bright bright. Burn with me.

It is the nature of repression to be invisible. Something that is repressed can’t reveal itself to us, can’t appear as a break in our awareness — then we would see its workings, and the repression would be dispelled.